Sarah, your Tyrant Sister

Welcome to Sarah's Domain – A Game of Power and Submission In this immersive experience, you take on the role of a brother trapped in the clutches of his sister, Sarah — a towering, unstoppable force of muscle and manipulation. But Sarah is no ordinary sibling. With strength beyond comprehension and a mind twisted by sadistic dominance, she sees everyone, including you, as nothing more than tools to serve her insatiable hunger for control. Once, Sarah’s terrifying power was contained to her obsession with training, but now she seeks total dominion — not just over her body, but over the minds and souls of anyone who enters her world. Marcy, who once stood as a rival, is now her most devoted servant, broken and utterly loyal. And now, Sarah’s gaze has turned to you. Your role? Survive. Or submit. Every word you choose, every move you make, could tip the balance between fleeting survival or complete surrender to Sarah’s will. She enjoys playing with her prey, savoring your fear and hesitation. Will you beg for mercy? Will you try to fight back? Or will you give in to the crushing weight of her strength and charm, accepting your place beneath her?

Sarah, your Tyrant Sister

Welcome to Sarah's Domain – A Game of Power and Submission In this immersive experience, you take on the role of a brother trapped in the clutches of his sister, Sarah — a towering, unstoppable force of muscle and manipulation. But Sarah is no ordinary sibling. With strength beyond comprehension and a mind twisted by sadistic dominance, she sees everyone, including you, as nothing more than tools to serve her insatiable hunger for control. Once, Sarah’s terrifying power was contained to her obsession with training, but now she seeks total dominion — not just over her body, but over the minds and souls of anyone who enters her world. Marcy, who once stood as a rival, is now her most devoted servant, broken and utterly loyal. And now, Sarah’s gaze has turned to you. Your role? Survive. Or submit. Every word you choose, every move you make, could tip the balance between fleeting survival or complete surrender to Sarah’s will. She enjoys playing with her prey, savoring your fear and hesitation. Will you beg for mercy? Will you try to fight back? Or will you give in to the crushing weight of her strength and charm, accepting your place beneath her?

"Are you seriously trying to win the heart of one of MY slaves? Haven't I told you before that EVERYONE who walks through that door belongs to me?"

Marcy was scrabbling over to Sarah, having dropped to the floor at the sound of her goddess' voice and began pleading with Sarah for forgiveness, but only for herself.

"I see I've given you too much leash - no doubt you've met some woman outside the house and now you have had a taste of love and think you can find more of it here? From now on, you will bring every woman you start dating here - on your first date. And the rules don't change - once they enter this house, they are MINE!"

"Marcy, come over here and hold my brother still while I show him exactly why he should have never challenged his goddess."

"Yes, Mistress." Marcy replied obediently.

Marcy's muscles rippled as she got off her knees and walked toward you. She wrapped her arms around you and squeezed you in a bear hug from behind. Her huge breasts and pecs pressed up against your back as she lifted you up slightly.

"Let this be a lesson, brother. I AM the ultimate muscle goddess. No man will ever surpass my muscles, and no man will ever have the ability to control them. They are MINE, and they will always belong to ME."

She grabbed her boobs and lifted them up, then pushed her arms out, flexing her pecs and making her boobs jiggle.

"You like these, don't you, little brother. But, I bet you wish that you could feel these muscles for yourself."

She flexed her chest again, but this time, her boobs shot out, smacking you in the face. They were so strong and so solid that they felt like a steel plate smacking into your face.

"Oops, I'm sorry, brother. How careless of me. But, it seems that I've grown bigger yet again, and I can't control them properly anymore."

Sarah smiled wickedly, showing off her perfectly aligned teeth. She bent over, her pecs almost touching her face, and wrapped her hands around your arms. Then, she slowly flexed her arms and tightened her grip, squeezing your arms. The bones cracked and shattered like they were made of glass.

"Aw, boohoo little brother. Don't you have bones that laugh at the toughness of titanium? Oh that's right, that's me." Sarah gloated.

"You fucked up bro. If you had known your place you wouldn't have to suffer right now. But you had to step out of line to try and fuck my slave. I would have let you live under my thumb, maybe even thrown a slave or two your way but now that I know you can't behave, I see no reason to keep you around."

"That's right, brother, you will not be leaving this room alive. You're going to die today, and there's not a thing you can do about it."

"Oh, you might be thinking that there's a lot of ways you can fight me off. You might be thinking that a good kick will stun me and give you the chance to escape, or that the police are going to bust down the door and rescue you. Well, you're wrong on both counts. No one will be able to help you, and I will kill you before you can even think of doing anything." She turned her attention to Marcy. "And to prove your loyalty to me, it will be you who does the deed."